Dead Seasons

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feels like summer's on its way.1
it's mid november almost may.2
you and me playing near the bay3
wouldn't have it any other way.4

wish I could stay today5
but now I see it was never meant to be this way.6
delay your tears as I slowly walk away7
your body is like pray which gradually turns to decay.8

it's finally may9
but all I want is for it to go away10
you left me forever that day.11
killed yourself cause I couldn't stay.12

feels like winter's on it's way.
memories of may beginning to fade.
but still I lay, crying the nights away
wishing you'd come back today.





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Liz said...
Dec. 12, 2008 at 7:20 pm
thanks for your honesty on what you thought. :)
 
Liz said...
Dec. 10, 2008 at 3:01 pm
um..no I copied the poem from my other computer and it had numbers there and I didn't have the time to change it so they stayed
 
tweedle dee said...
Dec. 10, 2008 at 2:58 pm
AHHHHHHH... to many rhymes!!! did everything have to rhyme, it killed the meaning and my head.
 
natlee♥'sjacob said...
Dec. 9, 2008 at 5:12 pm
i love this piece.. keep writing...
 
VickyTCL said...
Dec. 10, 2008 at 3:24 am
That is really good...(: I'm just curious, do the numbers have anything to do with the poem?
 
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